But that was precisely where the terrifying power of a demonic obstacle lay: it made one sink into it, unable to pull free. Whatever advice others offered was useless. After all, the demonic obstacle existed within one's own heart. If the heart was shrouded, and one could not see through it oneself, then no matter how hard outsiders tried, it would all be in vain.
Of course, despite his arrogance and all his schemes, Peng Haibing still understood one thing: relying on himself alone, it would be difficult to accomplish any of this. He had to borrow Lu Hou'er's strength. Only when the two demons became one would there be some possibility.
"Oh? Is that truly so? Yet from what I see, Brother Peng seems to have fallen deeply into demonhood. I fear he has already been influenced by that Xingtian, and what he says now cannot be trusted. Even if you, Brother Lu, make such promises, what the future holds remains uncertain."
Peng Haibing shot Gan Mingfeng a cold glance. His crisp voice carried a hint of soul-stirring force.
"Gan Mingfeng, you make it sound so high-minded, but in truth, you merely harbor greed and are unwilling to share this supreme fortune with us. Still, although you obtained the fortune of that evil thing in the Town Evil Golden Hall, the two of us have not come away empty-handed either.
"If you insist on making enemies of us, then do not blame us for bullying the few with the many and killing you here."
Rather than Gan Mingfeng being unwilling to share such a fortune, it was Peng Haibing who was unwilling. That was why he deliberately spoke this way now, hoping to provoke the other man so that he could take the opportunity to kill him and eliminate